Noon Sunday, April 27th, 2025 Reine and Lyrou met again, but for coffee, taking their drinks and walking to a running track at the nearby community college. Reine wasn’t just angry; she was pissed and perturbed. She was seeing red. “I can’t even begin!” “OK, start at the start.” Lyrou invited Reine to vent. “Philip, he has $292,000 in a secret account he made,” she exclaimed, gritting her teeth, her hands talking more lou...

I couldn’t breathe the second you stepped inside my apartment. The door clicked shut behind you, and the whole world narrowed to just us... me in that tiny black silk slip I’d bought just for tonight, the one that barely covers my ass and clings to every curve like it’s painted on, and you, towering over me with that dark, starving look in your eyes. My nipples were already tight little peaks pushing against the thin fabr...

It was a warm, early summer's day when the Browns, as I later discovered they were named, moved into the single-story house next door. Looking down from an upstairs window of my two-story dwelling, I saw a large moving van pull up outside, followed by a Nissan Rogue. Two burly workmen clambered out of the truck and looked as if they were waiting for instructions from the occupants of the auto. Mr. Brown stepped out to tal...

I was a fifty-five-year-old widower when I first encountered Jessica, who had recently moved into the house next door. She was much younger than me and could only be in her twenties. I knew she was out of my league, both in terms of age and looks. Not that I was ugly, but I was no picture either, though I did try to keep myself fit with regular exercise. Jessica also kept herself trim, but, in contrast to me, she was a pi...

We're at dinner with your work colleagues in a posh restaurant enjoying the free-flowing conversation and of course, plenty of alcohol. However, the entire trajectory of the evening changes instantly when you lean into me and delicately caress my jawline. "You my dear are in need of a shave." I raise my eyebrow and smile. You've always disliked the feeling of any facial hair on the inside of your thighs. It's one of your...

As I sit in the booth at the table, I watch you standing over at the bar flirting your way to getting someone to yet again, buy you a drink. This time it is a young couple in their mid-twenties to your left that you’ve been chatting with for the last thirty minutes. You place your left hand on the lady’s shoulder in a subtle flirty manner that makes me smile. Your flirting doesn’t bother me at all because I know that it i...

"My God, you're so beautiful," I said. "Thank you," she replied with a blush. "I love your hair and how it curls to frame your face," I continued, "and your eyes, so blue. I could lose myself in them." Her smile grew larger. "Those dimples on either side of your lush lips and sexy smile... wow!" She giggled. "That red dress clings to your curvaceous body, those perfectly portioned swells of your breasts. I may be falling...

As they were the only two passengers, she sat opposite him and smiled. They stared into each other’s eyes, keenly aware of the sexual desire that existed between them. The eye contact broke when she started to pull up her dress, revealing no panties hiding her dripping wet pussy. As they travelled through the darkened streets, she began to rub her clit, but just as she was about to cum, it was her stop. She stepped down o...

“Okay, here we go. This is it, today’s the day,” Meghan told herself, circling today’s date in her calendar. She held her to-do list in her hand and hoped she could cross off her next agenda item: ‘Fuck your professor’, it read in big red letters. She looked in the mirror before leaving her dorm room for class. She was wearing her new favorite outfit and looked hot as fuck. Meghan twirled around to check herself out from...